I must admit, reader, that creating this blog has been the result of years (literally, years!) of overthinking, trying and aborting, comparing myself to others and generally wondering why in the world would I arrogantly use up space that could be allocated to much better writers.

I’ve always fancied writing, but I also studied literature at university. Every time I pick up a pen or open my laptop, I cannot help but think of the Brontë sisters, Austen, Wilde, Woolf and so many more. My brain freezes and sends me the following message: “What the hell are you thinking?!” My hand drops the pen, turns off the computer and I humbly go on with my life.

However, the truth is that I am constantly analysing everything – from my own little person to the entire universe. How to become a better person? How to be kinder? How to make the most of my time here on Earth as a useless little human being?

A conversation with a coworker helped me see things from a different perspective: he told me that if I didn’t try and suck in the beginning, I would never get better. I could just write for myself and if anyone saw any value in what I did write, I should simply let them in and join the fun.

A few weeks later, here I am.

Knowledge expands. Thoughts and ideas evolve. Experience helps you grow. Writing is part of the process of dissecting the world, trying to understand it and hopefully improve. I’ll sometimes be wrong, lack information or change my mind after further consideration. It is ok. It is part of being human and accepting to constantly question yourself. However, I will never tolerate gratuitous agressiveness, contempt or intolerance. Should anyone ever comment on this blog and fit into any – or all – of the aforementionned categories, I will delete their comments without any hesitation.